Now you're walking with a broken man And I don't think you fully understand How did I get to this place? Am I just a number, just another face? Yeah, yeah, uh Stop staring at your f**ing phone Am I not enough, should I take you home? For once I wanna wake up in my own room Or find another substance to consume Yeah, yeah Jump ship Had to much to sip now I'm stumbling down the strip, yeah Let's sit Pure pleasure from your lips like a morphine drip, yeah Like a crip, you walking with a limp, cause I f** you till it drip, yeah Aw sh** She know what she doing, she doesn't need, doesn't need, doesn't need A tip Press the petals against your skin You always chose the life of sin The air up here is getting thin I can't take of this stupid grin Put my face against the dirt I can't wait, tug on your skirt Foreign car, domestic shirt How long until it hurts? It hurts? Jump ship Had to much to sip now I'm stumbling down the strip, yeah Let's sit Pure pleasure from your lips like a morphine drip, yeah Like a crip You walking with a limp, cause I f** you till it drip, yeah Aw sh** She know what she doing, she doesn't need a single , doesn't need, doesn't need A tip x2